"you can't be stuffed animal guy, you're already flower guy"

I kept mocking steve today by saying calling him "flower guy", and "romantic cliche guy" and such. I think he appreciated it, though.

Anyways. Who's coming to Contour tomorrow? WHOOP WHOOP!

Sorry, it's past midnight and I'm one of those psycho writing-type-people who get totally fucking energized by writing. I used to think it was just the caffeine and cigarettes, but no, it's the actual writing that jazzes me up. Pumps my nads, as it were. Gets my motor running. I wouldn't say turns me on, because it's more of an automatic killing instinct where I know that I could just keep going all night, whereas when I get turned on I want shit taken care of like Domino's pizza. It's all about the game, and how you play it, or some such wrestling-themesong-lyric of triteness.

they have a lovely life

Damn it's going to be hot this weekend. I guess I'll have to shave my legs or something. I guess it's fairly nice here too. Although, you know, 30 degrees colder. That's how I like it. Actually I like it 65 and cloudy. But you can't have it all. and Hooray for pollsters, keep it coming guys.